Transmigrated into a Prosperous Farm Wife, Pampered, Beautiful, Strong, and Tragic Prime Minister

"It's from my own home. Young Master Xian, would you like to buy it?"

Lin Shuyun appeared with a smile and asked.

You mean give it away for free? Absolutely not. Paying for it is an option, though.

"how much is it?"

Xian'an originally intended to say "no need," but the words came out as a question about the price, which surprised even himself.

"One tael of silver each."

"what?!"

Shi Feng was completely stunned, staring with his big, bull-like eyes. "One tael of silver each? Are your pears made of gold?"

They grew it themselves, yet they sell it for such a high price. They're really greedy!

"If it were made of gold, it wouldn't be this price. I'm just setting a price. Whether you buy it or not is up to you," Lin Shuyun said with a smile.

She wouldn't sell her pears if everyone hadn't eaten too much watermelon; everything that comes out of her space is of high quality.

Even selling it for a mere tael of silver would have been a loss.

Everyone ate the pears without saying a word.

"I'll buy."

Xian An flicked the fan in his hand, unfolded it, and stole a glance at Lin Shuyun. Looking at her smiling face, he felt that one tael was not expensive at all.

Her smile is so beautiful.

There were ten pears in the basket. Xian'an simply took out a silver ingot and placed it on the table.

Jiang Changtian invited the two to stay for dinner, but they left under the pretext of having something to do.

Shi Feng didn't see his master before he left, and he felt depressed.

As he stepped out the door, Feng couldn't help but complain, "You spent ten taels of silver to buy ten pears? Are you crazy? They're clearly just trying to rip you off!"

What precious stuff? This is clearly a black-hearted scoundrel, yet there are fools who actually fall for it.

He wouldn't even take a cheap pear if you offered it to him.

A heartless woman is a heartless woman; she shows no remorse whatsoever.

Xian'an didn't care what he thought; he had been wanting to eat pears for a long time. He picked one up and, without even bothering to wash it, took a bite. Juice gushed out, and the aroma was irresistible.

It's delicious, so delicious it flows down your throat.

They're absolutely delicious! Each one is only a couple ounces long, so it's definitely worth the money.

Xian'an ate the pear clean in just a few bites, leaving only the tiny core, which he then discarded.

Seeing Shi Feng looking over, Xian An covered the basket with the cloth.

He muttered to himself, "I remember my aunt also loves pears. I have to hurry and send these nine to her."

Such a good thing should of course be given to my aunt, otherwise if something happens, there will be no one to bail her out.

I just don't know if it will spoil when it gets to Shengjing. It's packed in a box and kept chilled, so it shouldn't spoil, right?

"Brother Shi, I'm sorry, there are only nine pears left, so I'm afraid I can't share them with you." Xian'an explained with a smile when he saw Shi Feng looking over.

Shi Feng pursed his lips; he had no desire to eat.

Humph.

……

……

Lunch was ready, and Director Zhang sent Gui Tong to buy more food.

Madam Qin was unwilling to sell, so she casually said, "Ten taels of silver."

Gui Tong went back and told the master that there wasn't enough money, "Master, the price of today's food has gone up again, ten taels."

He only brought six taels of silver with him.

"Wasn't it six taels yesterday? How come the price has gone up today?" Chief Hu was also surprised by how expensive it had become.

"Go ask Madam Qin if it's feasible to spend one tael of silver just to buy a plate of vegetables?"

He wanted to send money to the Empress, but this time, ten taels was simply too much for him to afford.

So Gui Tong came to deliver the message again.

Madam Qin rolled her eyes speechlessly. "I'm really fed up with you two. Can't you cook for yourselves with hands and feet? If you really can't, you can hire a lunch lady yourself. Why do you have to buy from my family? Are you out of your minds?"

"The master said your family's food is delicious, and I think it's quite delicious too," Gui Tong explained earnestly.

"You've got a sweet way of talking, here's an extra dish for you." Qin Niangzi pinched Gui Tong's cheek without any politeness.

Gui Tong's chubby face instantly turned red, and he looked at Qin Niangzi with teary eyes.

He bought a plate of blanched bok choy for one tael of silver, and when Gui Tong brought it back, his heart was bleeding.

Zhang Yuanshou didn't think anything of it; this was a dish made by the Empress, so it was only right to sell it for a hundred taels.

Back then, even the Emperor didn't get to eat the Empress's cooking, but unexpectedly, he got to eat it first.

What a sin! What a sin!

"Master, it's delicious, so delicious, even better than yesterday's."

Gui Tong took a bite, and the cabbage was indescribably delicious, exceptionally fresh.

The master and apprentice had boiled bok choy for lunch, along with a bowl of porridge each.

Even after taking a bite, Director Zhang was momentarily dazed. "My sense of taste hasn't deteriorated yet; I can still tell the difference."

Ah, no wonder the retired emperor stays here and doesn't want to leave. If it were him, he wouldn't want to leave either. Ah, it's so delicious.

Does the Emperor know that the Empress's cooking is so delicious?

They probably didn't know. If they had, things wouldn't have gotten so tense between them in those years.

The Empress is staying here, and it seems she has lost her memory. Chief Physician Zhang doesn't know whether he should tell the Emperor this news.

If a dead person comes back to life, what if the emperor gets angry? Wouldn't the empress be in trouble?

“Master, you’ve sighed six times during this meal. Sighing while eating is bad for your health. Are you going to eat or not? If you don’t eat this last bite, I’ll eat it too,” Gui Tong reminded the head of the hospital, who looked bitter and resentful.

When Director Zhang looked closely, he saw that half a plate of bok choy was gone.

"Traitorous disciple, stay here!"

Gui Tong held out his chopsticks. "Master, you said you couldn't call me 'Master' when we're out and about, and you don't call me 'Disciple' either. Have you forgotten that I'm your servant?"

Chief Zhang swiftly picked up the plate, saying, "How can a servant sit at the same table as the master and even steal the master's food? Go away, go away, get out of the way."

"Oh."

Gui Tong ate the porridge in a few gulps, then, with a scrunched-up face, decided to learn how to cook.

Otherwise, if they continue to eat like this, the money they borrowed from Dean Bai will be gone in no time, and they'll be starving in a couple of days.

After eating half a plate of bok choy, Dean Zhang felt his mood improved, and even the sky seemed bluer.

The thought of the Empress's resurrection is giving me a headache again.

Sigh, he needs to find a way to check the Empress's pulse first, to see if she has really lost her memory.

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……

Three days passed quickly, and Magistrate Meng's banquet arrived.

As they were leaving, Lin Shuyun handed Jiang Changtian a walking stick.

This cane is made of the wood she carried back that day; it has some weight to it.

There's also a mechanism inside that can pop out a long sword.

Lin Shuyun hadn't told Jiang Changtian about this function yet; it looked like a beautiful cane.

It looks strange for a young man to use a cane, but it doesn't look out of place at all when Jiang Changtian holds it; he looks quite dignified standing there.

Lin Shuyun nodded in satisfaction.

“This cane is so beautiful. Yunyun is so young, why would he need a cane? His leg is already healed. This cane should be given to this old man.”

Old Xu held it in his hands, so fond of it that he wished he could keep it for himself.

Xiaoqing chimed in, "You can jump three feet high and hit people with such force, why would you need a cane? You don't need it at all."

"You brat, are you looking for a beating?" Old Xu said, pretending to raise his cane to hit Xiao Qing.

"Alright, stop fooling around." Lin Shuyun took the cane from Old Xu and returned it to Jiang Changtian.

"Old man, I'll make you a walking stick later too. What does Brother Qing want?"